Gainesville
This workout was supposed to be a swim/bike brick, preferably in open water. Well, lacking any sort of large, swimmable bodies of water around here the open water part was out. And the pool here at Jefferson is too small to train in, and I don't know of any good rides near GHFC. So, in short, no brick. Though I think in the fall if I have a day with nothing to do and a longer one of these, I may do the 3 hour sdrive down to Ft. DeSoto in St. Petersburg, just for shits and giggles.
Swim - 1000m continuous
2 Lipodrene
I headed out early today to try and leave the afternoon free for drinking or doing whatever since I was taking Saturday as a rest day. Got to the pool, and even without a warmup I was able to swim this strongly. I didn't time myself, which I need to start doing, but I felt like I was pushing through pretty much the whole way. Definitely one of my best continuous swims. I only hope I can keep a pace like this in my first race in August.
Bike - 2 Hours
1 Lipodrene
It was probably 45 minutes between the end of my swim and the time I got on the bike, so I can't really qualify this as a brick. I took a gel before I left, and had 2 more for the ride. I decided to try and use Trevor's suggestion of riding like I was training with him, and was able to keep that pace pretty well, maybe 40 seconds slower to the point we turned around. I got past that about a half a mile, and my computer decides to go out. Basically, the eye on the wheel gets knocked off line, and all of a sudden I have no speed and no clock. And it's hard to push your speed when you don't know what your speed is. So I pull over and attempt to realign it, and just as I do, I feel the rain start coming down.
Nothing is fucking better, I might add, than spending an hour cleaning your bike with cleaners and q-tips, really getting all the sand out of it, and then having the rain just dump on you the NEXT FUCKING DAY. So not only did my computer go out, the rain was coming down and filthying up my pristine bike. And, of course, it was the first time I"d been caught in the rain on the bike all year. Fuck. I finally got the eye lined up again, and kept a good pace down to the end of Hawthorne. Although the rain did slow me down. I made it down averaging 18.9, in just over 57 minutes. And, some little kids on bikes decided they wanted to pass their sister on the trail just as I was hunkering down to the finish, and I had to swerve onto the dirt/mud to avoid them. I would have crashed were this a year ago, but fortunately I was ok.
I went to ride back and the rain hit me again, considerable slowing me down. Then I got to the big hill in the hammock and decided to try out the small ring as Trevor had suggested. The guy has given me a ton of good training advice over the years, but I can safely say I am not a fan of the small ring. I felt like I wasn't using any less energy than in the big ring, and I was going slower. So, basically, same output with a worse result. I may try it again on a day when I don't have a bunch or other aggravations and my attitude is a little better, but I was disappointed to have only made it back in 2:01. 4 minutes longer than it took me to go down, and my final average speed was 18.4. So I lost a lot of speed coming back.
Not all rides will have this many aggravations, and hopefully I can continue to build on the speed from earlier in the week.
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Sunday, July 26, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
T30 - Score one For The Drafters - Swim/Bike
Sacramento
I had wanted to wait until a little later to get started today, but after being awoken by a series of text messages about Tim Tebow being made into a turtle and the idiot staff at the Alligator, my Dad came in wanting to know if I was swimming before we left for the Giants-Marlins game in San Francisco today.
"Yeah,' I told him
"Well, go now. Because I need the card for the girls' swimming lessons at noon." Fucking kids. Fucking up my workouts again. So I crawled out of bed, had a bagel, took some lipodrene and got my swimming shit together. Half an hour after waking up I was in the pool. Not cool, Bob.
Swim:
wu: 5 x 75
main: 2 x 1000, both are RPE 4
2 Lipodrene
I am definitely going to miss outdoor swimming. It is a much nicer environment than the pool at GHFC, especialy in the warm sun like we have here in NorCal. At any rate, my Dad dropped my off at Rio Del Oro, and really nothing notable about this swim other than the warmup really helping the main part a lot. I think unless I have a seriosu time constraint, I am making a point to do it every time, because it helps your stroke so much. All the soreness is gone by lap 4 of th main swim, so you just go. And I felt like i was going faster on the second 1000 than the first.
I also kept feeling a little acid reflux again, as the molasses cookie I had as the other half of my breakfast kept burninig up my throat. I'm not sure if this is the lipodrene or just a reaction the the food I've been eating here. I'm thinking this wil go away on its own, so I"m not too concerned.
Bike: 90 Minutes
I walked home from Rio Del Oro, meaning I was officially going to be done training too late to take advantage of a free lunch with my dad and my brother. You know I'm serious about something when I'm passing up a free lunch. I did have a Power Bar in between though, almost as good. I changed the tire from yesterday, which is getting easier and easier, pumped it up, and hit the road. Probablt like 40 minutes from swim end to bike start. So I can't call it a brick.
I hit the AR trail at an easy pace, as the card had suggested, until this fucker starts drafting behind me. I will reiterate: I FUCKING HATE STRANGERS WHO DRAFT BEHIND ME!. I'm not here to make your workout easier, motherfucker. If you don't have any friends who will ride with you, don't use me to take your fucking wind. This isn't the fuckign Tour De France and we're not on Team USPS, so get the fuck off me. I don't know you, I'm not taking your wind. So, like last time some asshole decided I should take his wind resistance for him, I went balls to the wall, figuring I could lose him.
My dad's bike doesn't have aero bar, so it's harder to really get into position and hammer away. NOr does it have a speedometer. But I pushed it. I mean I was flying past people for about 3 miles. But every time I looked back, that fucker was still there. I didn't take any water and started breathing hard, fucker wouldn't go away. After abou six miles I decided I needed water so I slowed for a second as I stopped pedaling, and this fucker goes by me. Fine. I'll concede defeat if it makes my ride easier. This is the nice part about being the least-competitive person on the planet.
But this asshole just glided past me, probably because he'd been drafting for six miles. So he had nice fresh legs to conitinure his ride, and I was a little tired. Basically, this fucker used me to start his ride at a good clip, hen probably crushed the rest of it. Basically, I got pimped. I fucking hate drafters.
As a result, the ride was not fantastic. The next hour went ok, as i stopped at the hatchery for a gel and to turn around, but at about the 1:10 mark my back just started killling me. I mean, it was the worst it's hurt on a ride in a long time. I didn't stop (which may be why it hurt so much) but I realized that 2 days in a row and that extra effort I put in trying to lose the drafter probably didn't help. I'm gonna see how I feel tomorrow since it's scheduled to be a 2 hour bike ride followed by an hour run. I may switch it around with a long run or run-swim or something if my back isn't 100 percent. I'm not tying to wear it out, and this is a 14.5 hour week.
I had wanted to wait until a little later to get started today, but after being awoken by a series of text messages about Tim Tebow being made into a turtle and the idiot staff at the Alligator, my Dad came in wanting to know if I was swimming before we left for the Giants-Marlins game in San Francisco today.
"Yeah,' I told him
"Well, go now. Because I need the card for the girls' swimming lessons at noon." Fucking kids. Fucking up my workouts again. So I crawled out of bed, had a bagel, took some lipodrene and got my swimming shit together. Half an hour after waking up I was in the pool. Not cool, Bob.
Swim:
wu: 5 x 75
main: 2 x 1000, both are RPE 4
2 Lipodrene
I am definitely going to miss outdoor swimming. It is a much nicer environment than the pool at GHFC, especialy in the warm sun like we have here in NorCal. At any rate, my Dad dropped my off at Rio Del Oro, and really nothing notable about this swim other than the warmup really helping the main part a lot. I think unless I have a seriosu time constraint, I am making a point to do it every time, because it helps your stroke so much. All the soreness is gone by lap 4 of th main swim, so you just go. And I felt like i was going faster on the second 1000 than the first.
I also kept feeling a little acid reflux again, as the molasses cookie I had as the other half of my breakfast kept burninig up my throat. I'm not sure if this is the lipodrene or just a reaction the the food I've been eating here. I'm thinking this wil go away on its own, so I"m not too concerned.
Bike: 90 Minutes
I walked home from Rio Del Oro, meaning I was officially going to be done training too late to take advantage of a free lunch with my dad and my brother. You know I'm serious about something when I'm passing up a free lunch. I did have a Power Bar in between though, almost as good. I changed the tire from yesterday, which is getting easier and easier, pumped it up, and hit the road. Probablt like 40 minutes from swim end to bike start. So I can't call it a brick.
I hit the AR trail at an easy pace, as the card had suggested, until this fucker starts drafting behind me. I will reiterate: I FUCKING HATE STRANGERS WHO DRAFT BEHIND ME!. I'm not here to make your workout easier, motherfucker. If you don't have any friends who will ride with you, don't use me to take your fucking wind. This isn't the fuckign Tour De France and we're not on Team USPS, so get the fuck off me. I don't know you, I'm not taking your wind. So, like last time some asshole decided I should take his wind resistance for him, I went balls to the wall, figuring I could lose him.
My dad's bike doesn't have aero bar, so it's harder to really get into position and hammer away. NOr does it have a speedometer. But I pushed it. I mean I was flying past people for about 3 miles. But every time I looked back, that fucker was still there. I didn't take any water and started breathing hard, fucker wouldn't go away. After abou six miles I decided I needed water so I slowed for a second as I stopped pedaling, and this fucker goes by me. Fine. I'll concede defeat if it makes my ride easier. This is the nice part about being the least-competitive person on the planet.
But this asshole just glided past me, probably because he'd been drafting for six miles. So he had nice fresh legs to conitinure his ride, and I was a little tired. Basically, this fucker used me to start his ride at a good clip, hen probably crushed the rest of it. Basically, I got pimped. I fucking hate drafters.
As a result, the ride was not fantastic. The next hour went ok, as i stopped at the hatchery for a gel and to turn around, but at about the 1:10 mark my back just started killling me. I mean, it was the worst it's hurt on a ride in a long time. I didn't stop (which may be why it hurt so much) but I realized that 2 days in a row and that extra effort I put in trying to lose the drafter probably didn't help. I'm gonna see how I feel tomorrow since it's scheduled to be a 2 hour bike ride followed by an hour run. I may switch it around with a long run or run-swim or something if my back isn't 100 percent. I'm not tying to wear it out, and this is a 14.5 hour week.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
T20 - MINI CANES!!! - Swim
Miami
Last summer I trained at the pool at the UM Wellness Center all summer. And a lot of days, the Mini Canes day camp would be there, infesting the pool with hundreds of little pests while I tried to swim my laps. I had conveniently forgotten this fact as I went to the Wellness Center to get in a short swim. I got in the locker room and the floor was strewn with little shoes and small towels. "MINI CANES!" I whispered to myself. This is much in the same tone that Jerry used to whisper "Newman!" on the old Seinfeld show. The Mini-Canes were my nemesis at the gym, but somehow I'd forgotten about them.
S: race-specific
wu: 4 x 75, last 25 in each is backstroke.
main: 3 x 400, 1 is RPE 3, 2 is RPE4, 3 is RPE 5
2 Lipodrene
Good thing the swim was short. The pool was shut down to 3 lanes because of the little brats, and their shouts reverberated off the walls of the indoor pool. And I'm sure the iodized water was ripe with urine with that many kids in the pool. Fucking awesome. Fortunately, the UM indoor pool is used about as much as the Metrorail, so despite there only being 3 lanes, I only had to share with one person.
It was not my best swim, but not terrible. I slowed a little on the middle laps of each set for some reason, but the workout was short and went well. I like the iodine pool there better than the chlorinated one at GHFC, but I'm not driving 6 hours to use it. I will, however, make a point of swimming here every time I'm in Miami. Even though it does cost me $10.
Last summer I trained at the pool at the UM Wellness Center all summer. And a lot of days, the Mini Canes day camp would be there, infesting the pool with hundreds of little pests while I tried to swim my laps. I had conveniently forgotten this fact as I went to the Wellness Center to get in a short swim. I got in the locker room and the floor was strewn with little shoes and small towels. "MINI CANES!" I whispered to myself. This is much in the same tone that Jerry used to whisper "Newman!" on the old Seinfeld show. The Mini-Canes were my nemesis at the gym, but somehow I'd forgotten about them.
S: race-specific
wu: 4 x 75, last 25 in each is backstroke.
main: 3 x 400, 1 is RPE 3, 2 is RPE4, 3 is RPE 5
2 Lipodrene
Good thing the swim was short. The pool was shut down to 3 lanes because of the little brats, and their shouts reverberated off the walls of the indoor pool. And I'm sure the iodized water was ripe with urine with that many kids in the pool. Fucking awesome. Fortunately, the UM indoor pool is used about as much as the Metrorail, so despite there only being 3 lanes, I only had to share with one person.
It was not my best swim, but not terrible. I slowed a little on the middle laps of each set for some reason, but the workout was short and went well. I like the iodine pool there better than the chlorinated one at GHFC, but I'm not driving 6 hours to use it. I will, however, make a point of swimming here every time I'm in Miami. Even though it does cost me $10.
T19 - Revenge on the Children - Bike/Run Brick
Gainesville.
I had to go to court this morning to try and get the ridiculous $444 fine I got for speeding in a school zone knocked down. Seriously, why does the presence of children mean I have to fork over half my Cosmo money because I was going a blazing 25 MPH where they little dumb shits might be too stupid to look when they cross the street. Fuck kids. If you don't have any, you shouldn't have to ever be inconvenienced by them. If it didn't mean taking weeks off of training, I'd make my vasectomy appointment today.
That all being said, my original plan had been to get up and run before court, but as I am unable to fall asleep early when I know I have to be up early, that didn't so much happen. And because I wanted to be on the road to Miami by 2, I had to brick the bike and run even though I didn't want or need to.
Bike - 60 minutes
2 Lipodrene
Pretty average bike ride, though I have come to the conclusion that workouts that aren't pushing a new level, I mentally do not take as seriously as training days. Like workouts this week are "recovery" so I'm not giving it the full motivation it deserves.
The only notable thing about this ride was on my way back, when some family of four (2 kids) was taking up the whole bike path as I was down in aero going about 19.5. The kids didn't seem to want to move out of the way, and given my disgust with children from the morning's court appearance, I said "Fuck it. If they're too stupid to get out of my way, they get what they deserve." I accelerated towards the family and just as I got up to the little boy, he ducked out of the way to avoid injury. Goopd for him. I would not have stopped had I hit him either. Look where the fuck you're going kid, or better still don't bring your little brats out on a course where people are training. We don't want them there.
Run - 45 minutes
Took a gel and did the run. Again, the sun was very hot, and again I felt like I was going to wilt. It's going to pay off when I get to cooler weather though, as even during short bouts of cloud cover, I feel like I can go a lot faster. I used the iPod here, for reasons I don't even know, and I need to start disciplining myself away from it better. I'd been doing a good job, but I think I've used it on 3 out of my last 4 runs. Not good. Should be the other way around.
I had to go to court this morning to try and get the ridiculous $444 fine I got for speeding in a school zone knocked down. Seriously, why does the presence of children mean I have to fork over half my Cosmo money because I was going a blazing 25 MPH where they little dumb shits might be too stupid to look when they cross the street. Fuck kids. If you don't have any, you shouldn't have to ever be inconvenienced by them. If it didn't mean taking weeks off of training, I'd make my vasectomy appointment today.
That all being said, my original plan had been to get up and run before court, but as I am unable to fall asleep early when I know I have to be up early, that didn't so much happen. And because I wanted to be on the road to Miami by 2, I had to brick the bike and run even though I didn't want or need to.
Bike - 60 minutes
2 Lipodrene
Pretty average bike ride, though I have come to the conclusion that workouts that aren't pushing a new level, I mentally do not take as seriously as training days. Like workouts this week are "recovery" so I'm not giving it the full motivation it deserves.
The only notable thing about this ride was on my way back, when some family of four (2 kids) was taking up the whole bike path as I was down in aero going about 19.5. The kids didn't seem to want to move out of the way, and given my disgust with children from the morning's court appearance, I said "Fuck it. If they're too stupid to get out of my way, they get what they deserve." I accelerated towards the family and just as I got up to the little boy, he ducked out of the way to avoid injury. Goopd for him. I would not have stopped had I hit him either. Look where the fuck you're going kid, or better still don't bring your little brats out on a course where people are training. We don't want them there.
Run - 45 minutes
Took a gel and did the run. Again, the sun was very hot, and again I felt like I was going to wilt. It's going to pay off when I get to cooler weather though, as even during short bouts of cloud cover, I feel like I can go a lot faster. I used the iPod here, for reasons I don't even know, and I need to start disciplining myself away from it better. I'd been doing a good job, but I think I've used it on 3 out of my last 4 runs. Not good. Should be the other way around.
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